Seven Minutes in Heaven Part 6
Hanji peered over the rim of her glasses, closely examining each person. She paused on one being who has remained utterly silent for the majority of the night. Pulling her lips into a devious grin, she nudged the bottle towards a quiet, dark-haired girl sitting a little on the outside of the circle.
Mikasa looked up from her phone as the bottle tapped against her foot. She kicked the bottle back to the middle of the circle before resuming the game she was devoting all of her attention to.
"Come on Mikasa," Eren leaned back on his elbows and turned his head to face his friend. "It could be fun."
"This game I'm playing is satisfying," she mumbled, pulling her red scarf over her mouth.
"Well then you can just play the game in the closet," Eren suggested as he knocked the bottle back towards his friend.
"Yea!" Sasha clapped her hands together and beamed at the ravenette. "Besides, if anyone tries something, you can just kick their ass!" Sasha punched at the air, mimicking what she believed would happen if someone were to cross the girl.
Said girl pulled the scarf away from her mouth and reluctantly reached for the bottle, giving it a half-hearted spin as she used her other hand to wave away the stupid, waggling eyebrows expression Eren was giving her.
The bottle spun for a few seconds before stopping.
"See," Eren gestured towards Armin, "it landed on Armin. You two can talk or whatever without feeling awkward."
Mikasa bit her lip as she looked up at Armin then back at Eren. Seconds later, she bolted up. Seizing her opportunity, Mikasa snatched Eren's hand, aggressively pulling said boy to his feet. She dragged him over to Armin, stopping to jerk the blond to his feet before leading both boys to the closet then slamming the door.
"What was that?" Jean finally questioned, breaking the silence that followed the abrupt scene.
"Hard to say," Reiner offered. "She's been very quiet this entire time."
"She's," Levi stopped, dropping his chin atop his knuckles. "She's going to interrogate them."
"I-Interrogate?!" Jean squeaked, furiously rubbing at the back of his now sweat-covered neck.
"Yep." Levi glanced towards the door, ignoring the sudden dryness of his throat that comes from being worried- an emotion he does not feel often- before clasping his hands behind his head and falling back onto the plush carpet.
"Shit," Jean cursed under his breath as he bit nervously at his thumbnail, replaying scenarios of getting his ass kicked by the ravenette- he wasn't the least be worried about Eren because he knew he could take that idiot, as he liked to call him, any day. "It was just a kiss," he mumbled, barely audible. "Armin won't say anything…" He desperately continued to reassure himself-unaware that his voice had risen loud enough to be heard by the others in the room.
"Something you want to share with the rest of us, Jean?" Hanji waggled her eyebrows at the trembling boy.
"No." Jean stood up and walked towards the stairs. "I'm gonna step outside for a few minutes." That being said, the tall boy climbed up the steps, nodding to Hanji's mother before pushing the door open and walking out into the cold November air.
Pressing his back against the side of the house, Jean lifted his shirt to wipe away the sweat dripping down from his head, ignoring the cold air biting at his exposed stomach. He slid down to the ground, pulling his knees to his chest as he placed one hand over his heart. He gasped as he felt the quick, soft thuds against his hand. "What am I getting so worked up for?" Tilting his head back to peer up at the clear night sky, Jean allowed his mind to wander back to the kiss he shared with Armin, noting how his heart rate increased with each thought of the blond.
"Shit," he cursed again, squeezing his eyes shut as he welcomed the cold air that was helping with his warm body.
"Mikasa, what the fuck?!" Eren raised his hands to stop himself from hitting the wall. He spun around, straightening out his shirt before glaring at the ravenette leaning against the door.
Armin slowly stood up, groaning as he rubbed his knees. He turned to face Mikasa, shooting her a questioning look.
"Tell me what happened with Levi," Mikasa demanded, meeting eyes with Eren's turquoise ones. Moments later, she shifted her eyes to Armin's, "and with Jean," she finished.
"Yea," Eren said loudly, cocking his eyebrow as he peered down at the blond. "What did happen with you and Jean? I swear if that bastard did anything to you, I will kill him!" Eren clenched his trembling hands into fists, mentally picturing Jean's smug face being punched repeatedly.
Mikasa slightly softened her expression as she noticed Armin backing up against the wall. "Did he hurt you, Armin?"
"N-No!" Armin shouted, waving his hands in front of his face. "Not at all!"
"Then," Eren growled. "Why the fuck was he on top of you when I opened the door?!"
"He tripped and fell!" Armin gestured towards the light on the ceiling. "The light went out and his foot got caught on something and he fell on top of me."
"That bastard!" Eren moved towards the door, only to be halted by a strong hand against his shoulder. "Move, Mikasa. I need to go kill Jean!"
"I said it was nothing! It was just an accident!" Armin furrowed his brows as he continued, clearing his wavering voice. "Eren, Jean did nothing wrong, so don't touch him." The blond gasped at how stern his own voice sounded. Why, he wondered to himself. Why was he speaking so harshly to his friends to defend Jean- the boy who stole his first kiss? He thought back to that moment, realizing he should be mad at the brunet for kissing him, but he couldn't stop his fluttering heart as he imagined the brunet's strong lips pressing against his.
Armin sighed and rested one hand atop his cheek before looking towards the two watching him closely. "Really, nothing happened…"
"You two seem awfully close since your little rendezvous in here," Eren muttered.
"Eren," Armin began, stopping for a second to wonder where Eren had learned the word rendezvous in the first place. "If I can recall correctly, you were half naked and engaged in romantic activity when Jean opened the door."
Mikasa slowly brought her attention back to Eren. She watched as he ran his hands through his brown hair, noting how this action meant he was nervous.
"He…Uh…He made me do it!" Eren shouted.
No more than a second after that was said, Mikasa turned to yank the door open but was quickly stopped by Eren jerking her back around to face him. "Eren, if that boy took advantage of you then I'm going to hurt him."
"N-No! Don't do that!" Eren huffed before collapsing against the wall. He dropped his head, fiddling with the bottom of his shirt. "I guess I liked it a little," he mumbled after a few uncomfortable moments of silence.
Armin decided it was best to keep his mouth shut for he was still trying to deal with his own feelings towards Jean. He slid down to the floor and drew his knees up to his chest, glancing up every now and then at the pair before him.
"Eren," Mikasa spoke quietly. Despite her building anger, she never once raised her voice- trying her best to remain level-headed in this particular situation. "Levi is a bad influence on you. He's a senior and you are a freshman. It's best not to get involved with him."
"How is he a bad influence?" Eren tapped his index finger against his chin as he thought of Levi's high school reputation. "He's one of the smartest in his class and he's the star of the wrestling team despite his stature."
"Yes, smart and strong," Mikasa muttered. "So, he could easily take advantage of you because you aren't the brightest." She shrugged her shoulders. "No offense," she added after seeing Eren's lips turn down into a frown.
"You are smart and strong," Eren grumbled, returning his attention to a loose strand on the bottom of his shirt. "You two are a lot alike."
"What…?" Mikasa could feel her blood boiling as she pictured the short boy in her mind. "I am nothing like that guy." She inhaled deeply, regaining her composure.
"Listen Mikasa," Eren began, lifting his head to meet her dark eyes. "I have no idea what is going on with me and Levi, but," he paused, trying to carefully collect his words. "I guess if he asked me out or something I would agree. I kinda," He looked down, feeling a blush creeping up his cheeks. "Admire him," he concluded.
Mikasa studied the two boys in the closet. She noted how they both seemed distracted and how their voices grew softer as they spoke of their Seven Minutes in Heaven partners. She sighed and pulled her red scarf up over her mouth before leaning against the door. She was worried for the two boys. She knew how Levi and Jean were, and she felt that Eren and Armin were getting in over their heads. But, she didn't know what she could do or say to pull them back down to reality, and this frightened her. She traced the seams on her scarf, thinking back to the day Eren gave it to her- a day from her childhood when she really needed a sense of security in her life, and Eren offered that to her.
"You think she's letting Eren and Armin have it?" Connie asked, directing the question towards Levi.
Levi remained silent, sneaking glances at the closet door every now and then.
"Mikasa is so great," Sasha chimed in, breaking the silence. "She's really strong and incredibly beautiful! She's always so calm and graceful, even when Eren is being obnoxious around her!"
"What about me?" Connie pouted as he glanced up at his friend.
"You are great, too!" Sasha slapped her hand down atop of Connie's head, laughing as the fuzz atop his head tickled her palm.
"What is so great about me?" Connie asked, genuinely curious on how Sasha sees him.
"Well let's see," Sasha scratched her chin while lifting her head up, exaggerating a thinking pose. "You are funny and tough and cute," she paused, glancing down at Connie. "Although, you are kinda short."
"I'm not that short," Connie grumbled, dropping his chin in his palm.
"You didn't let me finish," Sasha complained before continuing. "You are also my best friend and I love spending time with you!" She threw her arms around the now blushing boy, squeezing him tightly to emphasize what she said.
"You two make me sick," Ymir hissed, looking up from her phone.
"What was that?" Connie directed his eyes to the brunette sitting across from him.
"Did I stutter?" Ymir responded flatly.
Connie could feel his hands begin to shake from the anger that was building up in his body. He slammed his hands down on the floor, preparing to push himself up but was stopped by Sasha's hand on his shoulder.
"Don't fight," Sasha said. "I don't wanna have to clean off your bloody face."
"Sasha!" Connie threw his hands into the air before falling back onto the carpet, pressing his palms against his ears as he desperately tried to mute Ymir's growing laughter.
"Mikasa?" Eren cautiously approached the silent girl. He brought his hands down onto her shoulders, bringing her back from her thoughts. "I know you are just worried about us, but we will be fine. Or, well…" Eren pictured Jean's "stupid horse face" and felt his annoyance rising. "I'm not happy with Jean," he mumbled, turning to look at Armin.
Armin stood, dusting his pants off before walking towards the two in front of the door. "Eren, I won't help you with your homework anymore if you fight with Jean."
"Eh?" Eren stumbled backwards, barely catching himself on the wall. "Armin?!"
"Eren, you are the one who taught me to stick up for myself and the ones I care about." The blond moved until her was standing beside Mikasa.
"You care about that idiot?!"
"I think I do," Armim spoke softly, feeling his face reddening.
The three fell silent before Eren let out a noisy sigh-his way of admitting defeat for now- and walked towards his two best friends. "Alright," he began. "I'm still not happy about this, but let's all try to…Ummm?" He looked to Armin for help.
"Be more considerate of others feelings," Armin concluded.
"Right! What Armin said!" Eren laughed before embracing his two friends, pulling the pair as close as he possibly could because he could not even begin to fathom what he would do without them. Once the two pulled away, Mikasa dropped her small hands onto Eren's firm shoulders.
"I want to know when and where your first date is," the ravenette ordered before turning to open the closet door.
"Mikasa," Eren whined, following the ravenette out of the closet with Armin close behind him.
Mikasa glared at Levi before reclaiming her spot, unlocking her phone to resume her game.
"Everything okay, Mikasa?" Sasha questioned as she crawled towards the ravenette.
"Fine," Mikasa answered flatly. She peered up just in time to have a chip bag shoved at her face.
"Chip?" Sasha asked.
Mikasa allowed a quiet laugh to escape her lips before reaching into the bag, nodding to Sasha as a thank you.
"Where's Jean?" Armin looked around the room.
"Outside," Hanji answered, quietly chuckling as she watched the blond race up the stairs.
Eren muttered a few curse words under his breath before reclaiming his spot beside Levi. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, so he retrieved it, unlocking it to read a text message from Levi asking if everything was okay. Peering down at the lounging boy beside him, Eren nodded before turning his attention to a conversation Hanji was having with Reiner- or rather he made it seem like he was engrossed in the conversation but was actually smiling like a fool on the inside, repeating the words 'He cares' over and over in his head.
"Jean?" Armin crossed his arms, hugging his now shivering body as he approached the seated boy. "What are you doing?"
"N-Nothing!" Jean stammered as he hopped up, meeting Armin's eyes. "How are... Uh... Things..?"
Armin raised his eyebrows before letting out a light giggle. "Things are fine," he answered.
"Did you tell them anything?" Jean mentally kicked himself as he watched Armin's smile fall.
"No."
"It's not that I'm ashamed or anything!" Jean mentally bombarded himself with every curse word he could think of. "I just… I know how Eren and Mikasa are, so I figured they would be like pissed or something."
"Well, they are." Armin's laughing returned as he watched Jean stumble back. "But," he spoke in a reassuring voice. "They won't do anything unless you hurt me."
"I would never!" Jean brought his hands up in front of his face, waving them about frantically. He watched as the blond began laughing louder and couldn't help the blush forming on his cheeks from witnessing such a cute sight.
"Let's go back," Armin shivered before turning to head back to the house, gasping as he felt a strong arm fall across his shoulders. He was pulled closer to Jean but he didn't mind- he welcomed the warmth and comfort that the taller boy offered.
"Welcome back," Hanji smiled as Jean and Armin made their way back to their spots- completing the circle. "Now, it seems like we have a lot of rule breakers in this group. I'm going to have to do something about this soon," Hanji chuckled before dropping her eyes on the bottle once again positioned in the middle of the circle. She threw her hands above her head, pulling them up into a big stretch before glancing at her clock still knocked down on the floor. "Ah, the night is still so young."
Weird, fast update for once. Anyway, So I don't normally associate the words 'Mikasa' and 'Humor' together (nothing against Mikasa, that's just how her character is to me), so this chapter isn't really that funny I guess. I tried to add some background stuff to lighten up the story.
Anyway, I know I said I was going to do some parings from the reviews and then I went and typed this- not from the reviews. But I will still type a couple from the reviews.
Speaking of reviews, for all the people that have reviewed and said this fic was funny- thank you so much. I don't really know how to type humor, so I wasn't really expecting this kind of reaction.
Special thanks to my bro (I should probably get used to adding this to every chapter haha) Tehavengeh (Ai Enmaxjigoku shoujo) for helping with ideas.
Hope everyone enjoys!